Poem without rhyme or reason (TALK Drunk)
Poem without rhyme or reason (TALK Drunk)
26/04/2001 - 02:11 a.m
(...)
All this is not like a joke in bad taste,
Rather, it is like an agreement for lack of choice;
It is a kind of lack of options that you can not understand.
How could the whole does not have a better option
than the history of all this?
all we have and all we are!
I am an ordained everything that happened, everything that is
Every fact in every act;
Even though I seem unaware of the team, who saw the jacket
Or that sometimes seems to do it
I am of all of the right, sage, sacred, pure, eternal
ps. The first part of this poem is a mystery
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